How eloquently you spoke everyone's mind. Sceptre, Crown, Princess and pauper ALL harbour the same thoughts, feel the same oneness that you so accurately identify as hopelessness. That's why the thinkers advocate surrender. Not to some tinpot despot... but to the inevitability of THE END...nothingness... voids that are filled with the sure knowledge that for another few billion years the Blue Marble and it's wonder machine will keep cycling on without Homo stupidus
Meanwhile, we will remain no wiser, nor less wise, than the whiting that exhorted Lewis Carol's snail to walk a little faster.
So beautifully written !!
How eloquently you spoke everyone's mind. Sceptre, Crown, Princess and pauper ALL harbour the same thoughts, feel the same oneness that you so accurately identify as hopelessness. That's why the thinkers advocate surrender. Not to some tinpot despot... but to the inevitability of THE END...nothingness... voids that are filled with the sure knowledge that for another few billion years the Blue Marble and it's wonder machine will keep cycling on without Homo stupidus
Meanwhile, we will remain no wiser, nor less wise, than the whiting that exhorted Lewis Carol's snail to walk a little faster.
And yet another brilliant one, Tara!